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i'll be sharing loads of fictional flashes, poems, literary charades and all creative pieces. Come closer my friend! Haven't you wonder; if indeed you can hear the birds voices, or command the ocean to throw you some fishes, or may be just be the one with one hell of a magic stick. I am the butterfly of wonder whose eyes sees the amazing, fluttered around beauty, and spurted out amazing fragrances; my explorations of wonders are so vast to share so just follow me through these captivating journeys.
Pls note this topic is open to any creative piece just the way you'd like it. Plus! I'll share amazing creative writing tips to talented guruslodgers i discover has got talent in the wonderful world of creative writing. Thank you!

Its just 5.am and can you believe what
just woke me up? The banging noise
from my neighbour's stereo set. So
much of an alarm, especially that its
making me start my day with an
headache. Now i begin preparation for today's outing, nothing special though,
just an official visit to our newly
established branch uptown. Atleast
now we'll shut hundreds of wailing
customers up. By 7.am i've finished
dressing and my primly suit had this sparkle about its shoulder and arm's
and leg's tip, making me so much
elegant today. Just as i step out of my
front door, you know what greeted
me? The dense smokes from old jamiu's
truck, i got outrightly irritated by its pungency and worse is the fact that my
suit just lost its sparkle.
i furiously enter my car and drive off
putting on the in built radio set. 'former
senate leader johnson lukaku had just
been arrested for a 5billion naira money scandal' argh! I begin to
wonder; what a day! What a country!
What insanity! Right then, a building
collapsed behind me.

we see,
mere glances,
vivid not are our greetings.
Mixing up,
only formality,
obvious still is our low intimacy intent.
There could be friends,
There could be foes,
but times do tell,
which could be your angel.
smooth life runs,
could sometime get stopped,
and in that very fix,
you'll scream,
yearning so deeply,
who will help?
Friends or foes?
But you'll notice,
there comes to your aids.
Mere familiars to celebrate.
Today, though not always,
they've actually saved your day.

It was a calm evening and as the
wavering oak tree coolly put the breeze
in place in the face of Tara, she shifted
comfortably on its exposed root. Just
as every other evening she is ready to
meditate, but today, god has destined its not going to be her alone.
So out of the far away comes mr Jones,
Striding towards tara in a gentlemanly
manner. He wore a cowboy hat over a
well primed suit. Obviously mr jones is
just returning from a formal gathering, but the look on his face means he has
just been disappointed, may be a show
off of another western madness to him.
As the overly disgruntled jones strides
past tara, concerned her put a call on
him. 'sorry sir give me a minute'.
Jack turned to glimpse the voice source
and notice the very pretty tara. He
turned to leave because he is not ready
for romantic pleasantries.
'please' tara said in a condescendingly convincing tone. He turned back to
honour a descent call.
Jack found an appropriate spot just
beside her and he heaved down, still in
his slight depression.
'Sorry to disturb you sir', i only notice a look that i so much hate. May i know
what the problem is?'
he answered her in a soft husky voice, '
when merits earns you not a wonderful
status, but rubies be the one to get you
to places, you begin to wonder, is the world still a place in order.'
'i've been there, she said. There exist
loitering our world, blind men that sees
yet. They have eyes, look with great
intent, but sees emptiness. They are
those that seek good but grab bad. They are those that scour for talent but
instead find pretence. They are those
that find null in a stead of fulfillment.
However don't worry mr......'
'jones'
'yes! Jones i meant. You'll soon find the true wide eyed among the very blind
men.'
Jones was well enlightened and lifted.
Every evening he came back to have
such wonderful conversation with tara.
They became close friends, later partners and finally couple. They
eventually find the true wide eyed, that
turned them the best poet in their time.

thats all for now. I'll only share three at a time. I'll want comments, views, reviews, opinions, criticism and contributions just to show people are following me then i'd share another three and on and on it goes. Thank you!

So tonight,
as the night wind whiz,
and the door way cotton hence wavers,
a little glimmer lit the door way,
a little warmth accompanied the wind,
so your mum quivers,
she rushes to the room and bolt up.
Now you see; your mum has been so dumb.
She believes ghost visits in full moonlight.

So as she sparkled beside me,
as we strolled on in the evening delight,
cute dearie texted me,
saying she just caught me,
ha ha ha! Can you believe this?
Now you see, she has been so dumb.
Even a crazy me, can't date my mummy.

He spoke ardently as we booed him,
last four years was theory,
next four years is practical.
Give me this chance,
to practicalize my theory,
now you see, he has been so dumb.
Even my kicking foetus, won't believe him.

so yay Technology!
the best antivirus is in reign,
slicky active programme that chase viruses,
but hey in dismay its reign fades away,
now you see, the programmer has been so dumb.
The antivirus you seek, is now attacked by virus.

so as we pay for petrol, 97 naira per litre,
Mr jonathan alas, says new era is at large.
But listen to boko haram, i think they deny.
Ha ha ha! Its a New era indeed.
Now you see, we have been so dumb.
Now they rock our city, with booming bomb blast.